Guzman never expected that he would be so infuriated by someone from a third-grade world.

He kept on thinking about what Jack had said just now. It seemed like everything Jack had said had trampled all over his dignity.

Guzman would not be able to take it even if a warrior from a second-grade world said that, let alone someone from a third-grade world. His hands trembled as he sentenced Jack to death in his mind.

Jack was amused by how angry Guzman looked.

He did not continue wasting time. He formed seal after seal with his hands, and ninety Soul Swords condensed in front of him. The gray Soul Swords were neatly lined in front of Jack, emitting a dim energy.

Guzman saw that, he

a soul attribute warrior. Do you think you’re

to surface around it, slowly covering the glow in red. It was as if he had dipped the chakram into

raised an eyebrow at that, suddenly understanding why

was using one too. In Guzman’s eyes, Jack was not worthy of using soul attribute

a noble one, and Jack was only from a third-grade world, not worthy of being associated

you’ll find out soon what being tortured is like. You’ll regret everything you

incredibly monstrous energy

in the air. It was so dense that it looked terrifying. They seemed to be mutually absorbing

coming from those locusts. His expression did not change

expression. He hated people who liked to put on

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